Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 267 Feng Xiao's Self-Positioning

Zeng Wenjie parked his car downstairs.

Feng Xiao said lazily, "Xiao Zeng, come help me out of the car!"

Zeng Wenjie was both amused and exasperated. He could only run to the back to open the car and help Feng Xiao out.

Feng Xiao leaned close to him and laughed, "Always playing the president of Marlenia, it really gives me a sense of déjà vu, and fragments of the past always flicker before my eyes."

“You are the president of Marlenia, didn’t I sign a contract with you yesterday?” Zeng Wenjie said.

"How can that be the same?" Feng Xiao found it amusing. "You really think your fake foreign brand is a top international brand, huh!"

Zeng Wenjie remained calm and said, "We will become an international brand. Once the sales of shoes and stockings stabilize and the brand influence is established, we will gradually expand into the leather goods and cosmetics sectors."

Having drunk quite a bit of baijiu, Feng Xiao's steps were a little unsteady, and he could only lean on Zeng Wenjie to walk upstairs.

Listening to Zeng Wenjie's words, she felt that all of this was possible.

To put it bluntly, luxury goods rely on marketing. Zeng Wenjie was right to position Marleneia in the accessible luxury market from the beginning, and his marketing ability is undeniable.

For example, the blind boxes that are currently selling best in snack stores mainly target people's curiosity.

Back in the small apartment, Zeng Wenjie took out two bottles of red wine and some snacks to go with the wine from the cabinet.

Feng Xiao was taken aback.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Let's have a drink together. Once it's past midnight, it will be Christmas Eve."

A genuine, gentle smile bloomed on Feng Xiao's face as she said, "I thought you didn't understand these romantic gestures."

Zeng Wenjie struggled to open the wine bottle, poured two glasses, and said, "Don't pretend you don't care about anything. I know you crave that feeling of home."

Feng Xiao sighed, took the wine glass, and gently swirled it.

The way she held the wine glass was incredibly elegant; even the ripples created by swirling the red wine inside looked so gentle.

“You’re almost ten years younger than me, how come you can see through everything? Being stared at by you makes me feel like I’m completely naked,” Feng Xiao sighed.

"It's not like we haven't seen it before," Zeng Wenjie said dismissively.

Feng Xiao couldn't help but say, "I'm starting to wonder if you're a time traveler from the future!"

In this day and age, time-travel novels are incredibly popular, while rebirth novels haven't even taken off yet.

Zeng Wenjie glanced at her sideways and said, "That's right, I am a time traveler!"

Feng Xiao immediately laughed and asked, "When you came, had the goal of achieving a moderately prosperous society in all respects been achieved?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "With our help, the African guys should have achieved their goal."

Feng Xiao rolled her eyes.

Zeng Wenjie said, "It doesn't look good. I suggest sticking your tongue out."

Feng Xiao: "Hehehehehe—"

Zeng Wenjie stood up and made a gesture as if to unbuckle his belt.

"Are you even human?!" Feng Xiao burst into laughter and rammed his head against him hard.

Zeng Wenjie raised his glass and said, "You've had some baijiu, so drink less. I'll finish mine, you can drink as you like!"

Feng Xiao took a small bite and, seeing that he had indeed finished it, remarked, "Like a cow chewing on a peony."

Zeng Wenjie said, "You're so narcissistic!"

Feng Xiao was stunned, then smiled brightly and said, "Thank you for the compliment, I didn't expect that at all!"

The two sat on the sofa drinking and chatting. Feng Xiao gradually found the warmth she wanted. She leaned on Zeng Wenjie's shoulder and found a sense of security that she had lost for many years in this boy who was much younger than her.

As Feng Xiao swirled the wine glass in her hand, a sense of desolation appeared in her eyes.

Then, she began to sense the unease and restlessness of the man beside her.

She turned to Zeng Wenjie, signaling softly, "Brother~"

Zeng Wenjie took a small sip of red wine, then picked up Feng Xiao, who exuded a captivating charm, and warmly invited her to share the wine. The newly purchased luxury bed was of excellent quality, and there would be no more jarring noises interfering with the wonderful atmosphere.

Sure enough, Feng Xiao's voice is really beautiful.

"Look, the gift I promised has arrived. This bed is just as good as those in a luxury hotel!" Zeng Wenjie sat up, panting as he put a cigarette in his mouth, then fumbled for a lighter.

Feng Xiao reached out and picked up the lighter that was placed to the side, and handed it to him.

Zeng Wenjie glanced at her.

Feng Xiao looked at him and then raised her hand.

They didn't help light the fire.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but take another deep look at her. Then, she smiled and raised her hand again.

The two didn't say a word, but through simple eye contact and gestures, they achieved an ultimate understanding.

Feng Xiao will no longer light his cigarettes.

Although she didn't say anything, Zeng Wenjie understood her attitude very well.

She still has a very clear understanding of her own position.

Zeng Wenjie took the lighter, lit the cigarette, and then Feng Xiao hugged him from behind, pressing against his back.

"Oh, brother, you're not going to say anything?" Feng Xiao asked.

"Plowing the land isn't tiring!" Zeng Wenjie said unhappily.

Feng Xiao chuckled and hugged him reassuringly, saying, "You're still too muscular; you don't fit the female aesthetic."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Am I strong? I have the physique of a real skinny boy, which is most popular with rich women!"

Feng Xiao said, "Too muscular. The cutest are the skinny, slender, and delicate ones. Aren't those small muscles like Ronnie Coleman's just so endearing?"

Zeng Wenjie was amused by her. This reversal came unexpectedly. Ronnie's arm was thicker than his head!

"It's midnight. Today is Christmas Eve. I wish you peace, health, and joy every year after you sleep in this bed of mine," Zeng Wenjie said, glancing at the wall clock.

"Yes, I will." Feng Xiao lay on his back with her eyes closed, smiling gently.

She hadn't celebrated a similar holiday in many years. Today, although there were no special ceremonies, a glass of red wine and a brand-new, luxurious bed were enough to make her feel happy and satisfied.

Of course, more importantly, there was also a young, strong, thin-skinned boy.

Zeng Wenjie left very early the next day, without even taking Feng Xiao for a couples' morning aerobic exercise.

Today is the recording day for "The Voice of China".

"Little Mu, come out quickly! I'm waiting for you at the school gate. I'll take you to play!" Zeng Wenjie said as soon as he dialed Mu Qingyang's number.

The main feature is a seamless, smooth connection.

Mu Qingyang looked beautiful today, wearing a winter outfit that Zeng Wenjie had picked out for her, which perfectly accentuated her long, beautiful legs and sweet yet sophisticated charm.

"Your super, invincible, ultimate best classmate, Xiao Mu, has arrived!" Mu Qingyang got into the car, fastened his seatbelt, and said with a big smile.

Zeng Wenjie asked, "When did you get promoted again?"

Mu Qingyang blushed slightly and smiled, "After you held me and slept with me all night last time..."

Zeng Wenjie happily stepped on the gas and headed straight for the convention center.

"Where are you going to take me?" Mu Qingyang couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know when we get there," Zeng Wenjie said, keeping everyone in suspense.

When Mu Qingyang saw the promotional poster for "The Voice of China" hanging in the convention center, he was stunned.

She turned to look at Zeng Wenjie and asked in surprise, "Did you bring me here to chase after celebrities?"

Zeng Wenjie smiled but remained silent.

(End of this chapter)